"If I told you that these gold coins were conjured by Irish leprechauns using magic, would you feel better?" Malfoy looked at Pansy with some amusement, and the attributes of this little money fan made him feel lighter. Tian Lai's novel "Say www" w. 』⒉3txt. com
"What's the difference? They're all gold coins." Pansy said gloomily.
"Since it was conjured by magic, the gold coins will disappear when the time limit is up." Malfoy could only point it out thoroughly.
"Then why are they so active in picking up these gold coins now?" Pan Xi pointed casually, and a few people with clover patterns on their heads and clothes bent down in a panic, and even got under the chair to pick them up. Gold coins, if they are fake, why would anyone be willing to pick them up
"That's because they are as stupid as you." Malfoy hit Pansy's forehead lightly with a knife in his hand, like a breeze blowing, the strands on Pansy's forehead floated up, looking a little messy.
"Don't hit me on the head. If I'm stupid, I'll be beaten by you." Pan Xi said unconvinced, and hurriedly straightened her head, but her tone was not so low, but turned brisk.
Now that she looked at these mediocre people in front of her, she felt a lot more balanced.
Thinking that these people have been busy for such a long time, but in the end they were happy in vain, it doesn't seem so uncomfortable.
"Also, are you here to watch the game? Or to pick up gold coins?" Malfoy wanted to continue, but he felt that Pansy was shaking his shoulders desperately, her little face was flushed with excitement, and her attention was very fast. Soon to be transferred.
"Draco, look!" Pansy said excitedly, her eyes returned to the arena.
Malfoy immediately turned his attention to the arena. Sure enough, the rain of gold coins was almost over at this time, and now it was time for the Quidditch national team players to make their debut.
The giant clover disappeared, and the leprechauns slowly landed opposite the veela on the field, and sat cross-legged, ready to watch the game.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, a warm welcome—the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team! Let me introduce—Dimitrov!"
A figure in red, riding on a broomstick, flew into the arena from one of the lower entrances, so fast that it was almost impossible to see him like a bolt of lightning. He won rapturous applause from all the Bulgarian supporters.
"Ivanova!"
A second figure in a bright red robe whized out.
"Zoglav! Levsky! Volkanov! Volkov! Next up - Krum!"
Viktor Krum was dark and thin, with sallow skin, a big hooked nose, and two thick black eyebrows. He looked like a huge eagle. It's hard to believe he's only eighteen, and he's even just a student at school.
"And now, please welcome—the Irish National Quidditch Team!" cried Bagman loudly, "and here comes—Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mallette! Moran! Quigley! And-yet-yet Yes—Lynch!"
Seven fuzzy green figures flew towards the arena, with "Firebolt" printed on their broomsticks, and their respective names stamped with silver thread on their backs.
"And our referee today, the well-respected president of the International Quidditch Federation, Hassan Musta, who flew all the way from Egypt!"
"So much nonsense!" Pansy said dissatisfiedly, but still looked eagerly at the center of the field, staring at each Quidditch player.
The audience surrounded by the stadium suddenly waved its own flag neatly, as if it had been rehearsed a thousand times, and then the flag changed, and then an image of Krum catching the Golden Snitch was revealed, as if Cheng Thousands of small squares make up the same.
Then it changed again, and Krum on the image began to smile.
"Oh, it's so handsome!" In the other part of the stadium, Weasley's family members were eagerly watching the scene in front of them, Ron screamed, and looked at Ke on the field with admiration. Lum, this is his idol, how he hopes that one day he can gallop on the field.
The same is true for Harry. As for Hermione on the side, she is not consciously infected by these atmospheres. Naturally, women are not particularly enthusiastic about these sports. She grew up in a non-wizard family and lacks a certain amount of influence, but she still integrates into it. into this atmosphere.
"Dude! Make sure to catch the Snitch!" Twins George and Fred yelled at the top of their voices, eagerly cheering for their bet.
At this time, they looked at each other again, and shouted again: "Don't catch it too early!"
"Ah, he-he-he-they're out!" Bagman screamed. "It's Marlet! Troy! Moran! Dimitrov! Going to Marlet again! Troy! Levsky ! Moran!" Bagman's commentary began, which also meant the official start of the game.
The Quidditch players from both sides came and went on the field, leaving only afterimages. The function of the Firebolt was fully exerted in their hands, while the players of Pansy and his team were actually playing. It just doesn't do what these brooms should do.
"Come on!" When the people were enthusiastic about watching the game, they didn't care about the surrounding situation at all, and they focused on watching the ever-changing battle situation on the court.
Pansy was no exception, even though the people in the seat beside her had left, she didn't notice it at all.
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Barty Crouch Jr. feels his brain is clearer now. He is trying his best to get rid of the control of the Imperius Curse. His current consciousness is in a daze. He only remembers that he seems to be watching Quidditch now. Competition, but where is he now? Boxes, or bleachers? There were bursts of cheers from the green field, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, which made him even more dizzy.
"Master, don't be like this, please watch the game quietly and don't cause trouble for the master! This is a chance that the master gave you so hard!" Shining looked at the little Barty Crouch who was struggling desperately, looking very flustered .
"Oh?" At this moment, Shining suddenly heard a young male voice, with some surprise in his tone.
"Very strange house elf, are you talking into the air?" Malfoy asked knowingly, he had sneaked into the box of Barty Crouch, the acting minister, and it seemed empty inside. There were only a few gold-plated purple chairs scattered around. Mr. Barty Crouch was not here. He was quite busy now, and he didn't even have time to watch the wonderful Quidditch World Cup final.
Even though this box is the most distinguished and luxurious private box with the best viewing angle, he has no extra energy to focus on it. He has a lot of work to do now, and he just presided over the opening ceremony just now, and he just mentioned a few words , and left in a hurry, causing the audience to basically have no impression of him.
This may also be the source of Barty's resentment towards him. He was busy with work, neglected his family, and treated himself very harshly. Unfortunately, he didn't know that his father had always been proud of him before. , would often brag to his colleagues how his talented son stood out in school.
However, the lack of communication led to the inevitable tragedy. If it is said that before Barty Crouch Jr. was imprisoned, the father and son still had the opportunity to be honest with each other and talk about everything, but when Barty Jr.'s mother After his death, there is no room for relaxation of the conflict between the father and son.
Shining's body froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, and then said in a calm tone: "Xingying is just talking to herself, Shining has mental problems, please ignore Shining's crazy words."
"Really?" Malfoy said pretending to be puzzled, as if agreeing with it.
"I came to ask Uncle Crouch for help. It is said that the ticket inspecting witch said that this is his box. Since he is not here, I will wait here. Anyway, there happens to be an empty seat here."
As Malfoy spoke, he walked towards the chair where Barty Crouch Jr. was sitting.
"Huh? Why is the chair shaking?" Malfoy's eyes shot at the unusual chair, which was shaking crazily even though no one was sitting on it.
After hearing his father's name, Barty Crouch Jr.'s struggling movements became more and more obvious, as if he had been greatly stimulated. Of course, Malfoy has not seen all this so far.
"Interesting." Malfoy said, feeling the noise, rubbing his chin.
Then he quickened his pace and approached Barty Jr. Crouch, as if seeing through the void, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the invisibility cloak covering Jr. Barty Crouch. After the invisibility cloak left the body, it lost its effect and turned into a fabric that shone slightly with silver light, lying quietly on the ground.
"Look, what I found." Malfoy's wand had already reached the temple of the man in front of him. As long as he wanted, he didn't even have to use magic. As long as he poked hard on it, the man's temple would open Bleeding flowers bloomed and died on the spot.
"Oh my god! Winky made a big mistake! Winky failed to complete the task assigned by the master, and let the young master be discovered by others." The house elf at the side said in horror, showing a desperate look, and the body couldn't stop shaking at the same time. Trembling, and then he couldn't speak anymore, but his lips trembled, and those big eyes showed self-blame and fear.
It doesn't know what its master will do after learning all this.
"Maybe the master will give Shining a pair of socks?" Thinking of this, Shining fainted directly on the nanmu floor.
Barty Crouch Jr. ignored Malfoy's threat at all. He just braced his body and wanted to stand up from the chair. The control of the Imperius Curse for a long time made him a little weak. Just now, in order to break free from the control, he tried again expended a lot of energy,
"Tell me, what is your belief? The answer will determine your fate." Malfoy's voice of questioning came quickly.
'" Has my dad finally lost his patience with me? And find an Auror at such a young age to judge me, oh, by the way, are you an Auror? Did you lose your job as well? I want to see how he explains how I escaped from prison." Barty Crouch Jr. actually laughed at this time, laughing wildly and triumphantly, obviously for himself Zkaban is proud of his escape.
"Since you asked, I will tell you that my belief is of course loyalty to my master. The great Dark Lord has only temporarily lost his power. My respected master will come sooner or later." Little Barty's face There was a wild smile on his face, and now it seemed that he didn't care at all that he might go back to Azkaban and endure the dark cell.
"Fine, then it looks like Bertha Jorkins wasn't lying." Malfoy nodded in agreement, then drew his wand back and away from his temple.
"You are still as loyal as I am, that's good, now we have room to continue talking." Malfoy nodded in satisfaction, this sentence made Barty Crouch Jr., who was showing a ferocious smile, astonished one time.
"As the sincerity of cooperation, let me explain my identity first. My name is Draco Malfoy. You may also know my father." Malfoy took the lead in introducing himself briefly in front of this man.
"Oh, the traitor's son." Barty Crouch Jr. said with a sneer at this time, he still clearly remembers what Lucius did when he was on trial, he "betrayed" the great Dark Lord , chose to "whitewash" himself, returned to the wizarding society, and continued to play the noble identity he thought was a pure-blood wizard.
"Really? But the traitor you mentioned, or the son of the traitor, now took the initiative to find you and conspire with you, otherwise, you are still a muddled and controlled puppet." Malfoy Not to be outdone, they retorted.
Barty Crouch Jr. was silent, but this was by no means a silence that would appear after he was immediately persuaded, but he was thinking about the credibility of the boy in front of him.
"Then what should I do? Find it" Little Barty suddenly held Malfoy's shoulders with both hands, and said with a serious face, he couldn't find the reason why the boy in front of him cheated on him. As for other doubts, we can discuss them later Ask again.
In just a short period of time, they have proved their "loyalty" to each other.
"Don't worry, we still have a lot of time." Malfoy said slowly, "Now we still lack some proper opportunities." He raised his eyebrows and said, looking a little dissatisfied with Little Barty's urging.
But in the bottom of his heart, Malfoy has relaxed a lot, the most important step has been completed, he has now gained the trust of Barty Jr.
From the very beginning, he put himself on the side that actively questioned him, and asked Batty Jr. to explain first, which caused a sense of gap in his heart. Although Batty Jr. may still feel a little disgusted with him because of Lucius, But it also kept the trust.
"We should go, my father may come back at any time." Little Barty suddenly turned his head and began to look around, looking very cautious. Great ass plump and charming body! WeChat public: meinvmeng22 (press and hold for three seconds to copy) You know me too!